Fugawetribe

We’ve been working on Miss Lueffie the past few days to get her ready to go. It’s amazing how cluttered a small RV can get.

We put stuff away, painted over some rust and took her down to the carwash and gave her a bath; she was totally filthy after sitting under the trees in Tennessee and then driving south. As everyone knows, vehicles run better and faster when they’re clean. Took about two hours and we missed a spot or two and scrubbed some oxidized paint off, but she looks a lot better!

We’re heading over to Cherry Pocket, a fish camp on Lake Pierce all of 75 miles away. The forecast is for great weather. There’s nothing to do there except fish and eat, and since we don’t fish….

I expect we’ll watch the water slosh, have a drink or three, then eat, then watch the water slosh, then have happy hour, then eat, and repeat a couple of times. We’ll bring back a full report.

Due to the overwhelming amount of spam left as comments I’ve turned comments off at least temporarily.

I don’t need a longer one, I don’t need a bigger one, I don’t need a longer-lasting bigger one, I’m not interested in building more website traffic, and I damn sure don’t care about Chief Boogiewoogie’s fortune in Nigeria.

It’s a shame these a-holes have to ruin things for everyone else.

Pat told me that RV means “Ruin Vacation.”

Now that we’re back I can say it without jinxing myself or “puttin’ the mouth on it.”

We had no breakdowns, flat tires, issues, concerns or even slight anxieties. Our trip up to the mountain, rattling around for seven months and then our trip back went fine. Not bad, since Miss Lueffie will be an antique in three more years.

Below is a view going over that last ridge on TN 111.

I think I can I think I can I think I can!